So, my fun little trip to Houston has come and is long gone. But not the memories! I have to say that my trip to Texas was one of the funnest I've ever had. Let's just say that if anyone had the opportunity to follow us around and observe they would have either been extremely embarrassed for us or utterly amused. We played cards, went to Kemah Boardwalk, ate out at the Airplane restaurant, watched a scary movie in the woods, went to the midnight showing of Breaking Dawn, went to the zoo, laughed like hyenas, cried like babies, and...oh, we relaxed. We had a blast!
One day, Holly and I played Hand and Foot (card game) for seven hours straight...may I add what a good little baby I have? I love you Brooky! (Disclaimer: She was not neglected. I fed her, put her down for naps and she was plenty entertained by her cousins, uncle and all that was around her.)
The day after Merry's late night arrival we headed off for Kemah Boardwalk. This was probably the most fun of it. My sisters roped me into getting an all day ride pass, which is something I would have not done on my own. I have no interest in facing fears, throwing up, or facing death but because I also have no interest in being the party pooper I quietly bought my ticket dreading what was about to happen. Our first ride was fine. It was the Mari-go-round. I actually enjoyed watching Holly squirm when the ride operator told her she had to get on an animal and buckle her seat belt. Ha ha! It was the next one that knocked my block off. We got on this fast spinning flying saucer that took off plenty fast enough, reversed it's spin and that's when they...pushed the red button. That sucker was going so fast that Merry couldn't help but squish me, I couldn't hold my neck up and I couldn't keep the drool and eye water from streaming across my face. Yes, I said drool. I laid my head down on my shoulder ready to die and the lines were drawn from my mouth and eyes. Holly sure got a kick out of watching it. We must have been momentarily translated because when Merry and I came to and fell out of the ride we were rolling on the ground. All of this is literal for those who are reading. I have no doubts that observers were convinced that we had been drinking, but cup of sister has not yet been invented. Merry and I couldn't walk. All we could do is laugh in a heap on the ground. This is the part where you would be running or filming.
We went on a few more rides and acted like you know what's and finally took a break. Why? BECAUSE MY SHIRT KEPT ON COMING UNBUTTONED!!! Not just a button or two. Try four or five in the middle of eating, walking, and rides. I warned Holly before the day started that she needed to warn me if my shirt came unbuttoned and she decided to come up with a signal. It was very discrete. I can't even explain it. It was like a bird bursting out of her shirt and blowing up. So, we went to the gift shops and Merry bought me a shirt out of embarrassment. We took pictures of us surrounded with pillows that looked like candy. Ate ice cream and were returned to making ourselves miserable.
Now. Merry. I still don't understand it, but I'm proud of her. We went on a ride that slowly took us up and without warning dropped us. I hopped on continuing to submit to peer pressure, but I was fine to go on the ride once. So, started going up. I was doing ok. Soon I heard some whimpering. This whimpering quickly escalated to screaming. Then, a horrifying screeching. If I wasn't scared before the ride I was certainly horrified now. I really thought that Merry was going to need to talk to a psychologist due to going on this ride. I've never seen anyone so scared. So, she freaks out, we drop, it's scary and I'm glad it's over. I turn to Merry to ask her if she's alright and she asks the ride operator if we can go again!!! "What?! You were being tortured! You almost died! You were going to be a squished bug and you wanna go again?!?!" She said she wanted to face her fears and if she got off she would never go again. And up we went. Did the screaming calm down a on the second time up? No, it was worse. I was getting more scared with every ride. After we went on this terrorist machine, not even three or four times but EIGHT TIMES, I was done. I couldn't handle it any more. By the eighth time Merry was impressively gaining more and more composure but I was so terrified I couldn't give into the peer pressure anymore. I had tried pushing my hands up into the seat, wrapping my legs around the bottom of the seat, closing my eyes, and whatever else I could think of but it didn't get easier for me. So, I got off and took pictures and video of my two crazy sisters who went a total of TEN TIMES. Whatever. I don't get it.
In spite of my lack of enthusiasm for riding rides I have to admit that it ended up being the most fun I've had in a long time.
Breaking Dawn was fun. We watched all of the Twilight movies during the day and Holly and Merry made our stellar T-Shirts just in time for the midnight showing. The front of the shirt featured some vampire fangs with the words "Bite Me" written under them and on the back we had "I am Switzerland" stenciled along with all of the names of everyone who went in our little group. We put the vampire and werewolf crests on opposite sleeves representing our "support" of both species.
Enough about shirts. There are more alarming experiences to share...like getting hit by trucks. Yes, you could technically say that I got hit by a truck. We were walking into the movie theater and we started walking around the back of a truck that was waiting for a parking space when suddenly he gunned it backward. Holly jumped forward out of the way but it was too late for me. I did get a chance to jump so that my hands hit the truck saving the brunt of it from hitting my legs or body. I could have been road kill. The driver slowed down so I could get out of the way but he never really stopped. Huh.
About Breaking Dawn. I enjoyed all but the never ending honeymoon and birth...which was over half of the movie.
I don't know how they got me to do it but I watched a scary movie, THEN I watched a scary movie in the WOODS. I don't like scary anything. I despise the feeling of being scared. I have a creative enough mind to scare myself without getting help from the outside world. Once again, though, even though I would never choose to do these things on my own, I had a good time.
Merry had to return home to Utah leaving me alone with Holly and the fam. in Houston. It worked out perfectly because I used the time to finally read through "Parenting with Love". I love the book. I have a lot to work on but I'm up for the challenge. I don't expect perfection, though I sure wish it would come. But, I'm enjoying the results of what I've already applied and it helps me enjoy my role as a mother much more then I previously did. I pretty much love the book and will always keep it as my parenting manual.
I loved spending time with my sisters and being a dork. I can be as much of a nut job as I want and know that my sisters will continue to put up with me. That's always nice. We share very similar struggles and are refreshed by feeling understood. I love all of my sisters and I am so glad to have been blessed with such fun and great examples to share my life with. Now and forever.
Thanks for the good time Holly and Merry. As for you other two, I look forward to more of ours together as well!
One day, Holly and I played Hand and Foot (card game) for seven hours straight...may I add what a good little baby I have? I love you Brooky! (Disclaimer: She was not neglected. I fed her, put her down for naps and she was plenty entertained by her cousins, uncle and all that was around her.)
The day after Merry's late night arrival we headed off for Kemah Boardwalk. This was probably the most fun of it. My sisters roped me into getting an all day ride pass, which is something I would have not done on my own. I have no interest in facing fears, throwing up, or facing death but because I also have no interest in being the party pooper I quietly bought my ticket dreading what was about to happen. Our first ride was fine. It was the Mari-go-round. I actually enjoyed watching Holly squirm when the ride operator told her she had to get on an animal and buckle her seat belt. Ha ha! It was the next one that knocked my block off. We got on this fast spinning flying saucer that took off plenty fast enough, reversed it's spin and that's when they...pushed the red button. That sucker was going so fast that Merry couldn't help but squish me, I couldn't hold my neck up and I couldn't keep the drool and eye water from streaming across my face. Yes, I said drool. I laid my head down on my shoulder ready to die and the lines were drawn from my mouth and eyes. Holly sure got a kick out of watching it. We must have been momentarily translated because when Merry and I came to and fell out of the ride we were rolling on the ground. All of this is literal for those who are reading. I have no doubts that observers were convinced that we had been drinking, but cup of sister has not yet been invented. Merry and I couldn't walk. All we could do is laugh in a heap on the ground. This is the part where you would be running or filming.
We went on a few more rides and acted like you know what's and finally took a break. Why? BECAUSE MY SHIRT KEPT ON COMING UNBUTTONED!!! Not just a button or two. Try four or five in the middle of eating, walking, and rides. I warned Holly before the day started that she needed to warn me if my shirt came unbuttoned and she decided to come up with a signal. It was very discrete. I can't even explain it. It was like a bird bursting out of her shirt and blowing up. So, we went to the gift shops and Merry bought me a shirt out of embarrassment. We took pictures of us surrounded with pillows that looked like candy. Ate ice cream and were returned to making ourselves miserable.
Now. Merry. I still don't understand it, but I'm proud of her. We went on a ride that slowly took us up and without warning dropped us. I hopped on continuing to submit to peer pressure, but I was fine to go on the ride once. So, started going up. I was doing ok. Soon I heard some whimpering. This whimpering quickly escalated to screaming. Then, a horrifying screeching. If I wasn't scared before the ride I was certainly horrified now. I really thought that Merry was going to need to talk to a psychologist due to going on this ride. I've never seen anyone so scared. So, she freaks out, we drop, it's scary and I'm glad it's over. I turn to Merry to ask her if she's alright and she asks the ride operator if we can go again!!! "What?! You were being tortured! You almost died! You were going to be a squished bug and you wanna go again?!?!" She said she wanted to face her fears and if she got off she would never go again. And up we went. Did the screaming calm down a on the second time up? No, it was worse. I was getting more scared with every ride. After we went on this terrorist machine, not even three or four times but EIGHT TIMES, I was done. I couldn't handle it any more. By the eighth time Merry was impressively gaining more and more composure but I was so terrified I couldn't give into the peer pressure anymore. I had tried pushing my hands up into the seat, wrapping my legs around the bottom of the seat, closing my eyes, and whatever else I could think of but it didn't get easier for me. So, I got off and took pictures and video of my two crazy sisters who went a total of TEN TIMES. Whatever. I don't get it.
In spite of my lack of enthusiasm for riding rides I have to admit that it ended up being the most fun I've had in a long time.
Breaking Dawn was fun. We watched all of the Twilight movies during the day and Holly and Merry made our stellar T-Shirts just in time for the midnight showing. The front of the shirt featured some vampire fangs with the words "Bite Me" written under them and on the back we had "I am Switzerland" stenciled along with all of the names of everyone who went in our little group. We put the vampire and werewolf crests on opposite sleeves representing our "support" of both species.
Enough about shirts. There are more alarming experiences to share...like getting hit by trucks. Yes, you could technically say that I got hit by a truck. We were walking into the movie theater and we started walking around the back of a truck that was waiting for a parking space when suddenly he gunned it backward. Holly jumped forward out of the way but it was too late for me. I did get a chance to jump so that my hands hit the truck saving the brunt of it from hitting my legs or body. I could have been road kill. The driver slowed down so I could get out of the way but he never really stopped. Huh.
About Breaking Dawn. I enjoyed all but the never ending honeymoon and birth...which was over half of the movie.
I don't know how they got me to do it but I watched a scary movie, THEN I watched a scary movie in the WOODS. I don't like scary anything. I despise the feeling of being scared. I have a creative enough mind to scare myself without getting help from the outside world. Once again, though, even though I would never choose to do these things on my own, I had a good time.
Merry had to return home to Utah leaving me alone with Holly and the fam. in Houston. It worked out perfectly because I used the time to finally read through "Parenting with Love". I love the book. I have a lot to work on but I'm up for the challenge. I don't expect perfection, though I sure wish it would come. But, I'm enjoying the results of what I've already applied and it helps me enjoy my role as a mother much more then I previously did. I pretty much love the book and will always keep it as my parenting manual.
I loved spending time with my sisters and being a dork. I can be as much of a nut job as I want and know that my sisters will continue to put up with me. That's always nice. We share very similar struggles and are refreshed by feeling understood. I love all of my sisters and I am so glad to have been blessed with such fun and great examples to share my life with. Now and forever.
Thanks for the good time Holly and Merry. As for you other two, I look forward to more of ours together as well!
3 comments:
Your description of our Kemah adventure had me laughing so hard that Kennedy brought me a box of tissues to wipe my streaming tears. I had to copy and paste your words on my own blog. Lol!
I was laughing pretty good to and so glad that even though I wasn't there I got to read this and feel like I was there. I'm glad you had fun and I can't wait until we are all togeather again! Love ya!
Britt
LOL! I could totally see you saying it while I was reading it! So funny! It brought me back to the moment! Can you imagine if we had all of us Sisters there together. We would be in jail for disturbing the peace! It would be so fun!
Great memories!
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